IM the sickest member of this Rapbattles...Punchlines..Murder Mask
Your only beating me to the fucking LunchLine ...Fat ass

Im just playign around heh :) it all good murderous..mask..no beef just felt like saying that lol

good drops let's get it started again.

rappin is so easy, it's just strait mental/
switch my gunz to buddhist so i can pray at your temple/


come on~

dog Rich.P is dangerous, snake under your matress/
dog i'll give you cuts then a strugglin black actress/

lets get some more, so far so good`

d0in Like "Cr0ss C0untry" wit an "Erecti0n", da way i stay "Hard 0n Da Track"__
And my c.ds is "Addictive" in da h00d like "Fiends" ta "Crack"__

all ya RHYMES ARE WACK, so STEP BACK..
or i will "THROWBACK 42 'BULLETS" IN YA BACK, like "JERRY STACK"

haha..tell me what yall think

that was good. you got some skill.

Baking~geekz n Spraying~heat, Aint no faking~me, yah attempt is great~to~see/
but im makin ya whole crew 'run for cover' like chasing~sheets //

don't know why but the beef came wit the fame/
fuk around and i'll leave more shells on the ground then a baseball game/

peanut shells-you eat peanuts at baseball games.

let me know what you think.

You Whack u kno that u lil bitch cant Contract
Cause im the nigga that got better punches if fistz came out my ass

nigga you aint hood your the type to talk to the feds
telling that my GUNS got MORE BODIES than HOOKER BEDS

this kid think he hot hangin wit thugs/
jails got more cells then your brain does/

good drops everybody.......

"chicks like my rhymes", thats why they want me in bed
whether "droppin hot bars", or "gettin dome in the car"
im still "comin"(cummin) "off the head"

haha...that cool?

aight, heres a dope bar....

call you gay "Green Bay" the way you "packin" the fudge/
colon' commandin~backdoor bandit, suck on deez nuts/

must be biting pac cuz yo verses sho do "get around" the block/
lets keep it real, the closest you'll get to gettin' a "deal", is rappin' from the 99 cent sto' parkin lot//

ur flow is cold ‘n chilly so everytime u enter in tornaments u blown it
cuz like ‘duncan’ missin a foul shot, u fail at the ‘spur’ of the moment

^i used that in a battle

dat was otayzer....


everytime i walk down the parkin lot alley.....
I see ur face when i fall in da valley........

Taking Nines, And I'm Ill Wit All These Lines,
N I'm Like An Anesthesian, Coz After This You Won't Feel Yer Back.. <wack

I spit rhymes so loud it'll blow out ya ear drums
Leave you scared at night, hiding, fearing 'em

Explod thisk ids imaginary dick leave him mad
cuz like his name hes the 99 cent version of B-RAD

all these cats on 50's dick and they cant even make change for a dollar
its impossible to really be a thug when all they do is spit and swallow

Verbal Abuse ya shytz NEGATIVE with all them Gay~linez~keyed //
the only POSITIVE thing bout that nigga iz H~I~V //

let me get some feedback......

^^ ok punchline but ppl played it to death




FEEDBACK ME

I droped liquor. I measured da world n ma egos alot Bigga....
Trust me dog even if u was 'Lewinsky' u still couldnt be 'Mo'nica'...(ma nicca-Monica lewinsky lolz its barely a punch doe)

On Your Knees With A Snap Of Dem Fingers, Just Dissin You Stylish.
Clog With Dick n Yo' Silenced, Hes Not Bisexual...But Its Cool To Kiss Em, Hes Irish.

Pac a rip this Whore and Turn this Chroa as if i was Spinning this doa..u want More?
Nah! cus U know E'virally infectious like AIDS in Crack Whores

yo torture you in-ma-cell smash ya head wita-prison-bell/
Yo theres been a murder on-rap-verse NOw im done spitten-ma-curse/
pc

its ya boy big bonks from wilmington mana/
i'll leave a scar on ya face like tony montana/

diss to page: 5

how delicous, a box a crippled crackers. just waiting on their real wheels.
spit n sog until you feel feeble, hustlin death to yall...

i'm spittin :shoot: hot rhymes 4 spome fast cash//you prolly gon' hate me caus i'm fresh off yo' mommas ass///i got rhymes that'll dilute ya peoples//no time 4 talkin i'm gettin str8 to the point like a churches steeple :evilgrin:

My lines could SPACE YOU OUT like LANE DIVIDERS
SOLDIER you're scared when I LAND MINE might lose a leg for trying

Ill kill you~then get ur man next// :thefinger
my rhymes tight like pussy wit walls made of spandex//
:laugh2:

my gunz like ya watch em start to flirt
get shredded and ripped like hulks t-shirt
i flow smooth like the wind in the willows
i get more head than pillows

niggas who hate on me cuz I got ice cant afford it,
they aint gangsta, they couldnt pop shit even if were on a toilet

Fuck love better show me respect
Or the clip will have ya body bouncing like bad checks

I bought this car with the chick,
you gotta miracle whip just to catch a chick

Gang Lyrics Show Integrity..?This Wackcee Thought Hes Gone Off To War.
Empire's Fam Retired, Parenthoods Lost, Done, No More...Make That Your Sig, The Foster's Core.

Foster= foster home
meaning= his been kicked out of every crew.

I can bench 180,
no not wieghts the size of the last chick Ive been in

im a general, fuck this cypher/
the last stripes u had were on ur model viper/

This kids a joke for real i mean Pro-lific..
Couldn't dig my style. if he was the Archeologist..

w00t Pz.